She cut herself,
Yet again,  they asked
"Why would she do that? "

She,  who suffered
She,  who damaged
She,  who injured

She,  who need to know that,
Loving herself is a must,
That her live is precious,
That she is who she is,  
For a reason.

God doesn't make us
Solely for us to hurt ourselves,
Or hurt others.  
God made us,  
So we can be who we are.  

Love yourself,  
Embrace your flaws,
Strive to be better,
But not too stressful,
To the extend that,  
Death is the only answer.

I cried my eyeballs out,  
But no one ever care,  
Because all they can do,
Was seeing me cry,  
And leave me alone,  
Till I... break down.  

I tried my best,  
But no one ever praise,  
Because all they can do,
Was criticize me,
And urge me to be better,
Till I... can't take it anymore.

Society, oh society.
What can I do,  
To fulfill your wishes?  
What can I do,  
To be just myself?

I had to fake,  
Fake a laugh,  fake a smile,  
Make people think that,  
I'm all good,
Because that's what I do best,
And what society wants.

You are full of grace,  they said
Little do they know
I am actually full of disgrace.  
You are the best out of all,  they said
Little do they know
I tried so hard to be the best
Till I don't even remember the reason why I try.
You are beautiful,  they said
Little do they know
My heart is stained by dirt, trying to make my outer self,  beautiful.
You are innocent, they said
Little do they know
I do things behind their back.  
You are slim,  they said
Little do they know
The diet and overtraining behind it.  
When you must be became you are,  
That's when this poetry,
Actually make sense.  
Society pressured us
To become the person
They think is the best.  
Little do they know,  
They are slowly destroying us,  
Slowly... Killing us.

From the day we met,  
You give me nothing,
But hurt to my mother.
I thought I am strong,  
Strong enough to fight you off,  
But I was wrong.
I was told to remain silence,  
To be a quiet and nice person,
But yet my heart told me otherwise.  
How can you hurt a person like that,  
When all she did was to help?  
I hope you stop,
For all she is important to me,
Even though she is not for you.  
How can you be so heartless,
When you are given a heart to live?